#old recliners

[misssvangogh]

thank god for saintlaurentcowboy

[wanderingmind867]

I can't let the old recliner die. I can't let it. If it dies, I think I may legitimately have a breakdown. But I'm really, really scared it will break. Why do I think it will break? Well, I need to explain some things about the recliner to explain that. The recliner is an old faux leather one, and it sheds flakes of fake leather or whatever. So for years we've been covering it in sheets so it doesn't flake on us when we sit there. Instead it flakes on the sheet. Recently, the sheet has been awful to deal with. It's being super hard to get comfortable with. It's frustrating, but I don't know how to actually explain it all properly.

I know I should just accept that the recliner will die one day. Replacing furniture is a part of life. Objects die just like people do. But when the objects are old enough to feel like they've been there all your life...that's when it becomes a challenge. I don't want to have to part with objects like this, because I have very strongly idealised images of them. Our old loveseat is old too, but it's been there for years. Nothing feels like it. Our old recliner has big arms. No new recliner has arms like that. None I've found, at least. So I keep clinging on to this old recliner, really hoping that it'll just hold on. Because I don't want to part with it. I really don't. I'm scared I'll have to soon, though. And that fear can be pretty powerful sometimes. I can't always get rid of it. sigh...

[thewineranout]

with the end of july in the air

[blush-and-books]

[wanderingmind867]

We still have our old recliner here at home, because I couldn't bear to get a new recliner while immediately disposing of the old one. Sure, it's nearly 10+ years old. But it feels bigger than anything I tried with the other chairs, and it's just an item that brings me great comfort. It's because I've known for so many years. It's basically just something I can't picture the house without, at this point.

Perhaps because it brings me great comfort, that's also why I'm so scared of having the chair break on us sometime. I hear it creaking sometimes, and it really freaks me out. It worries me, because I really don't want it to break. I'm prepared for it, since we have the new recliner in a seperate corner of the room all ready and waiting for this situation, but it's still stressful for me. I don't want to lose the old recliner. Sometimes I think I'm also afraid it'll break under my weight, and that thought might just be the most intimidating one of them all (at least when it comes to the recliner).

[wanderingmind867]

I'm still scared of breaking our old recliner one day. I'm really attached to it. I think I have a deep emotional attachment to it, since it's been in the house for a decade. I form strong attachments to some items. Some of our furniture, for example. Not our silverware. Not the appliances (since my dad uses most of them). But yeah, I have some attachments. And that makes things hard for me.

Also, I need new glasses. These current ones are nearly ten years old, and they're not even the right prescription anymore. But they're the only ones that feel comfy for me. Also, my birthday is in 19 days now. It's all a lot. sigh...